Chapter 13 Mother River Refining True Spirit
The next morning.
After a night of intense exercise, Bai Donglin secretly went back home to take a nap. He went to the cafeteria to eat as usual, as if nothing had happened.
No one knew that the Thirteenth Master, who usually did nothing but chase dogs, catch chickens and play with birds, had rushed out all night last night and killed the demon alone in Black Wind Mountain.
When the work is done, he gets dressed and leaves, hiding his achievements and fame.
When he was about to step into the cafeteria leisurely, there was a sudden commotion outside. He listened carefully and heard a servant shouting: "The Second Young Master is back! The Second Young Master is back!"
"Second brother is back?!"
Bai Donglin didn't even eat his meal, his figure moved and disappeared!
Only a group of stunned Bai family members were left.
"Was that Donglin just now?"
"Pinch me, I'm sure I haven't woken up yet!"
"Ouch, it hurts so much!"
I won’t pretend anymore, I’m going to show my cards, I’m an expert! …
The main hall of the Bai family.
At this time, the hall was packed with people. The ladies and masters of various courtyards, the children of the Bai family, and the elders of the clan who were usually not seen, all came to watch the fun. After all, this was the only cultivator of the Bai family, and they all wanted to come and see it.
Bai Donglin spotted Bai Jiange from the crowd at a glance. He was so distinctive and outstanding.
He admitted that he felt sour at this moment.
Although he thought that his appearance was no worse than his second brother, his temperament was completely controlled by the other party.
It really is the Sword Immortal coming to the mortal world! At this moment, Bai Jiange, who felt his gaze, turned his head to look at him. Bai Donglin immediately circulated his Qi to stimulate his eyes, and immediately his eyes were filled with tears.
“Second brother!”
"Little brother!"
What followed naturally was brotherly greetings and some pleasantries, but it’s better not to mention it.
The family was lively for a while. After getting away from the enthusiastic Bai family, Bai Donglin and his aunt took Bai Jiange and his senior sister Liu Yiyi to Ziyun Pavilion, and finally things quieted down.
"Little brother, I haven't seen you for three years. I didn't expect you to have changed so much. Your body has become so strong!"
As expected, he came. Of course, his blood and energy could not be hidden from the cultivator's discerning eyes. It was expected, and there was no need to hide it now.
"Second brother has a keen eye. I was lucky enough to discover that my body has a strong ability to recover. I don't have to worry about hidden injuries during the body training, so I was able to succeed in the body training."
Liu Yiyi glanced at him for a moment longer, but didn't take it too seriously. After all, she had seen too many cultivators with various physiques and extraordinary talents, and this kind of recovery ability was not outstanding.
And if you don’t have the talent for Qi training, physical fitness won’t mean much.
Next, Bai Donglin gave some explanations and tried to comfort the old lady.
Li Yiqiu personally checked his body and found no hidden injuries or disabilities, so he felt relieved and said:
"I didn't expect that you, Donglin, have such talent. Wait for your father to come back in a few days and ask him to grant you permission to enter the Wu Pavilion!"
Bai Donglin thanked him and changed the subject. He didn't want to dwell on this matter too much.
The four of them drank tea, chatted, then went to feed the birds, and finally had dinner before leaving.
…
Bai Donglin returned to Qingyou Cottage, prepared tea, and waited for his second brother to come.
After a while, a sword light fell in his yard.
"Brother, come and have some tea."
"You have indeed become much smarter, little brother!"
Bai Jiange smiled, sat in front of him, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Brother, I want to cultivate immortality!"
Bai Donglin spoke directly. There was no need to beat around the bush with his second brother.
Bai Jiange's hand holding the teacup paused slightly, and he looked at his younger brother with a little surprise.
Although he had expected it in his heart, he didn't expect his younger brother to be so direct. It seems that his will is much stronger than he thought! This is also the reason why he came here tonight. After all, an eleven-year-old boy secretly practiced martial arts without telling anyone, and he was able to master it.
Physical training is very hard.
This shows how strong his will to become stronger is. And this strong will will never satisfy him to be just an ordinary strong man.
After all, his Bai family has a lot of warriors who have reached the perfect state of Qi, not to mention the perfect body training warriors. Just a call and a lot of warriors will come and follow! Is it necessary to spend so much effort to train the body at such a young age? After all, the limit of ordinary martial arts is the Qi realm, and there is no shortage of those few years.
It can be seen that his target has never been an ordinary warrior, but a cultivator.
"Well, I came to see you tonight for this matter. Before that, let's do a test first!"
After saying that, Bai Jiange took out a transparent crystal stone from the Xumi Ring . Space Ring! Bai Donglin's eyes lit up when he saw this method of taking things out of thin air. This is a must-have artifact for murder, arson, home travel, etc.
"This is a spirit stone, a mineral born from heaven and earth. It has only one function, which is to test the aptitude for Qi Refining."
Bai Jiange introduced this spirit stone in detail.
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It turns out that whether people in this world can cultivate immortality and refine qi is decided at the moment of birth.
According to legend, the mother river contains all time and space, destiny, cause and effect, and reincarnation, and is the origin and final destination of all life.
Every life has a soul, and the core of the soul is a bit of true spirit.
After death, the soul dissipates between heaven and earth, and a bit of true spirit returns to the mother river.
The true spirit settles in the mother river, and everything is washed away by the river water, becoming crystal clear. Then it will go through reincarnation, condense the soul, and be reborn.
The cultivation talent of a person depends on the quality of the true spirit in the mother river.
When a baby is just born, the soul is excited and the forehead, which is the spirit platform, will reveal the aura of the self.
This light, as we all know, includes red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple.
The vast majority of people are a light red, which means they are mortals who do not have the aptitude to practice cultivation and have no possibility of becoming immortals.
The light red color is similar to the baby's skin, and combined with the messy things like amniotic fluid, ordinary people don't know about it.
It’s different for other colors. The colors become stronger as they are arranged further back in the list, and some even have strange phenomena.
For example, Bai Jiange, the day he was born, the blue aura of his self illuminated the entire city, and there was also a flying sword vision shuttling through the aura.
That night, Bai Jiange's information appeared in the hands of all the major sects.
Someone was sent to guard him at an early age, and when he was a little more mature mentally, he was taken away at the age of six.
Therefore, it is extremely difficult for a genius with extraordinary talent to be buried in this world.
Of course, talent is not everything. There are many people who have risen to prominence with little talent. Sometimes luck and hard work are even more important than talent.
As long as the spiritual light is orange or above, one can sense the spiritual energy and become a cultivator.
The orange light is as weak as the red light and is easily overlooked. Today, I heard about Bai Donglin’s recovery ability and suspected that he might be the overlooked orange light.
"Brother, put the spirit stone on your forehead and you can check if you have the qualifications to practice!"
Bai Donglin took the spirit stone and knew the result before testing it.
Others may not know, but doesn’t he know?
He was just an illegal immigrant! What mother river, true spirit? Even his soul was not from this world. He didn't expect this world to be so strict that cultivation still depended on household registration.
Sure enough, there was no reaction when the spirit stone was placed on the forehead.
Bai Jiange frowned, took the spirit stone and placed it on his forehead, and a dazzling blue light flickered.
A trace of regret flashed across Bai Jiange's eyes.
If he couldn't sense the spiritual energy, he couldn't practice, and he had no other choice.
(End of this chapter)